Brooke, armed with the information she had gleaned from Kim, went about trying to get a way to meet the merchandiser. She bribed his assistant to let her know about his movement and when she discovered that he was going out for dinner, she immediately swung into action.
When she got to the restaurant, she approached the merchandiser, a suave and sophisticated man named Jean Pierre. She knew that she had to tread carefully, to convince him without arousing too much suspicion. One wrong move and all her plans could fall to the ground.
"Mr Pierre," she began, her voice soft and seductive, "can I sit with you? There is something important I would like to tell you."
He raised an eyebrow, intrigued at her bold appearance and before he could give her an answer, Brooke sat opposite him.
"And who might you be? What do you want…"
"Brooke, Brooke Maddox." Brooke said and held a hand out of a handshake.